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| Original Title: | The Road Home |
| ISBN: | 0330484281 (ISBN13: 9780330484282) |
| Edition Language: | English |
| Series: | Dalva #2 |
| Setting: | Nebraska(United States) |
Jim Harrison
Paperback | Pages: 118 pages Rating: 4.34 | 1238 Users | 109 Reviews
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| Title | : | The Road Home (Dalva #2) |
| Author | : | Jim Harrison |
| Book Format | : | Paperback |
| Book Edition | : | Special Edition |
| Pages | : | Pages: 118 pages |
| Published | : | August 11th 2000 by Picador USA (first published 1998) |
| Categories | : | Fiction. Historical. Historical Fiction. Literature. American |
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This book was...... - Both a sequel and a prequel to Dalva, a continuation; but, no, it is really a re-telling, much like the three books of Shadow Country re-tell the same story but from different points of view and in different styles. This does not have SC's structural genius, however. The voice of Dalva, telling a family's sordid saga, was largely in her voice, and Dalva speaks here too, but only at the end, and after her grandfather, her son, her mother and her uncle have their say. You could read this book without having read Dalva first, I suppose. Because it's not just a story. It's other stuff. But I want you all to fall in love with Dalva and you really need to savor the eponymous work to have that chance. And....The Road Home doesn't tell you what those skeletons in U.S. Calvary uniforms are doing in the sub-basement, one with a bullet hole in the skull's forehead. - An Art Appreciation course. (Are you listening, Kalliope?) Mostly contemporary American artists: Glackens, Piazzoni, Bellows, Dixon and Sloan. They're on the walls. - A cookbook. Not just what they're eating but how to make it, from Spam sandwiches to Crème Brûlée. And of course the perfect wine to drink with each. Spices including ginger, fennel, also the flavor of garlic and cilantro, hot chiles. These are a few of his favorite things. -A Sex Manual. No, really. Why use a bed when a sandbar, a shelterbelt or a truck fender work just as well or better. - Literary criticism. But I'm not Keats, she insisted, to which I answered, Neither is he, but aside from his work he is an accumulation of our opinions about him. These discussions tended to become humorous. Last year when she passed on to me By Love Possessed by the current most critically acclaimed American author, James Gould Cozzens, I said that Cozzens reminded me of that farting old mare that used to pull the milk wagon around town. And for you Proustians: Neena was quite the Francophile and I remember back in the thirties when I came back in the house from branding and she was reading Proust at the kitchen table. I was bruised, soiled and hungry and so were the boys and she looked up as if we were aliens. We were suddenly quite sure she had forgotten dinner but she nodded to the dining room and then went back to her book. It was a hot day and there was a turkey roasted and chilled, a potato salad, a green salad, my bottle of whiskey, a bottle of white wine on ice, a pitcher of lemonade for the boys, and a rhubarb pie. For some reason I hesitate to write about my wife, whether our joys or our horrors, as if the marriage were a fundamental sacrament that might lose its worth if babbled about. - Political thought. The common political fantasy was simply to maintain America as a safe place to do business, which was short rations indeed for a young girl scrubbing a meatloaf pan at a cafe. And: The other day I said I was leaving a travel fund for her and the girls and if she did not use it each year the accumulated interest would go to the NRA in her name, scarcely her favorite organization. This brought on a pink-tinged "Why in God's name?" I said that there were plenty of good places for soul making on earth and she should at east take a look. - Ruminations. Of fathers and sons: Dear Nelse: Why not live the way you want to? What do any of us really know about how our children should live, short of trying to prevent them from ending up in prison. Keep an eye on your mother whom we both know doesn't have both oars in the water. Love, Dad. Of United States treatment of Native Americans: We have rebuilt Germany in a scant dozen years and have utterly ignored our first citizens, and are confident in this sodden theocracy that the God of Moses and Jesus has been quite enthused over our every move. Love: The sparrow flew past the window and the length of that flying moment seemed to represent the length of my life. I took the photo of Adele out of the safe and gazed at it on my desk, tilting it this way and that. I fell asleep with my cheek, I should say my wattles, pressed against it. Distance: One night a few years back while camped on a mountain saddle I awoke and some sort of visual distortion led me to believe that the moon and Venus were but a few feet away, and the stars that surrounded them only a few feet further. I was instantly covered in sweat, and jumped from my sleeping bag to stoke my juniper fire out of trepidation. But maybe they aren't really that far away if you think of the relative meaninglessness of distance. I think it was Heraclitus who said that the moon is the width of a woman's thigh. And Death: I smiled, remembering when I'd asked my father what happened when we died while he and Lundquist were butchering a steer. He turned to me with bloody hands and said, "If it's nothing we won't know it," while Lundquist just behind him shook his head and rolled his eyes. I went back to the house and asked the same question of my mother who looked up from a book and said, "I have no idea." As the sky got lighter the dogs ranged further and I supposed the central thing about loving someone is that it very much made you want to continue living. It's time again to stoke my juniper fire with this author, who makes me smell and taste, to not be so afraid of the cold; to want to continue living.Rating Containing Books The Road Home (Dalva #2)
Ratings: 4.34 From 1238 Users | 109 ReviewsAssess Containing Books The Road Home (Dalva #2)
This novel made me want to write more. Because Jim Harrison crafts excellent phrases and sentences. Because this novel achieved what only the novel can do--imagine the subjective consciousness of multiple people.It is a series of introspections, generally journal entries, of four generations of a northern Nebraska family. It is a family deeply connected to their natural setting, so the novel is filled with beautiful descriptions of Nebraska in various seasons. They are also part-Native AmericanAn excellent read, comprised, more or less, of the interior monologues of five members of a Northern Nebraska family, the patriarch of which is half Lakota Indian. Beyond the fact that it is an "epic family saga" of sorts, the book is sufficiently complex to elude a concise summary. Much attention is given to the natural environment. There are many stream of consciousness-like passages which flow in and out of the broader narrative--some of which are genuinely profound. Well worth reading.
I loved this book. I just finished Jim Harrisons DALVA, which I also loved - and I was thrilled to discover that hed written a part 2 with A ROAD HOME. This book answered all the questions I had when I finished Dalva and gave me so much more. Jim Harrison is a wonderful and very descriptive writer. Every time I read him I want to hop in the car and drive out West for some exploring!
Not as wonderful as Dalva, book #1, but still very satisfying, especially the first half.
There is something about this writer that soothes and speaks to the soul. He breaks your heart but the familiarity of that heartbreak as part of the human experience comforts. The book made me cry, many times, sometimes strikingly and without warning and sometimes after building from a small ache to a great, searing grief. I didn't want to put it down. I wanted to soak it all in and I want to read it again if my heart will bear it. It made me remember my loved ones who are no longer with me. I
I really enjoyed the descriptions of the natural systems in Nebraska and an attempt to describe the changes taking place over time. The characters were vivid and complex. Although a longer than average book I was wanting a little more about Lundquist. Overall a very good book and gives a great sense of the midwestern environment.
This book was......- Both a sequel and a prequel to Dalva, a continuation; but, no, it is really a re-telling, much like the three books of Shadow Country re-tell the same story but from different points of view and in different styles. This does not have SC's structural genius, however. The voice of Dalva, telling a family's sordid saga, was largely in her voice, and Dalva speaks here too, but only at the end, and after her grandfather, her son, her mother and her uncle have their say. You
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